Hope Peter's right about my imposter trying to rob the met. He's been good at copying me but seems to have some flaws which don't make sense to me. This guy is trying to sell that he is me but leaving some obvious clues he isn't. He isn't an amateur at the same time, I can tell. None of this makes sense at all. Why go through all this trouble to be me? make the cops hunt me down more? ruin my already nonexistent image with the public? Hopefully I get answers tonight.

Instead of staking out the museum I decided to wait inside the museum itself. When you can turn almost invisible it comes in handy for things like this. Though I'll admit I'm worried about my focus being mainly on this museum. Someone could need my help right now which could include the police even. At the same time I need to solve this quickly before I become New York's most wanted for something worse than theft. Also need to prove this isn't me either, which I may have an idea in the works.

Where I was hiding was literally above the diamond itself. Just laying on my back legs crossed patiently waiting. Could play on my phone but the last thing I need is the cameras to spot me because of it. My patience is wearing thin though not just with this take out but with everything. If he shows up I'm going to put that man in a world of pain. Just thinking about breaking something in his body is lifting my spirits. Hearing footsteps made me focus to see what do you know, me.

Spook 2 was walking up to the diamond with a duffel bag hanging around his neck. Walking up to the case he set the bag down before taking out some glass cutting supplies. Knowing me I would just break the glass with my bare hands. Crawling on the ceiling I crawled so I was behind me. Dropping down silently I stood there decloaking.

"You have a lot to answer for". Instead of turning around in supplies he stopped what he was doing. letting out a sigh he put the supplies away zipping up the duffel bag and putting it back over his shoulder. Turning around I got a better look at the suit to see it was basically a carbon copy. How the hell did he make that? Don't really stick around long enough for a picture to be taken.

"ok, I'll admit that for a copy cat the suit is pretty authentic. Sadly I'll have to rip it off your damaged body. Which leg do you want broken first, left or right?", I said, getting ready to break more than a leg.

"Knowing you I know that isn't a threat but more of a promise"

"So he speaks, not for long"

https://youtu.be/TlPrMCle8Kg

Running at him I came with a flying kick which he dodged by side stepping it. Jumping after him I tried to hit him with a roundhouse kick but he leaned back making me miss. Hitting the ground I came back with an elbow which he blocked before punching me in my rib. I then tried to hit him with a back kick but he pushed it to the side before countering with his own but I blocked that while grabbing his leg. With his leg in my grasp I flung him across the room but he landed on his feet effortlessly. Definitely not an amateur, not the way he's fighting. Something feels strange though.

Standing up he held his hand up giving me the "come on" gesture. This cocky son of a bitch!! Running at him I threw a punch aimed at his head but he moved his head to the side dodging it. That's my move! At the same time I ran into a knee making me keel over before being hit in the back of my head by an elbow. Landing on the ground I rolled to the side when my spider sense went off missing a foot meant for me. I tried to go for a leg sweep but he jumped into the air sticking to the ceiling.

"You can copy my powers! this is bullshit!", I said standing up. Jumping off the ceiling he came at me with a tackle. Rolling on the ground he missed but recovered with a roll. Looking behind me he was crouched down doing the same. Giving him a glare I continued our little fight with the intent to break every bone in his body!

Sending a roundhouse kick at him he did the same blocking my kick with his. Soon we were matching blow for blow, block for block. Neither of us actually landing a solid hit due to him copying my every move and countering them. It actually felt like I was fighting myself. It was to a point he tried to do a flip kick backwards but I was able to step back to dodge it. This created distance between us. Taking a step at him he held his wrist at me with his hand aimed down making me stop. Aiming his wrist up he fired a wire that shot through the skylight hooking on to something before being pulled through the air.

Like hell I'm letting him get away that easy! Jumping off the wall I jumped through the skylight breaking the glass landing in a kneeling position. Looking around I saw Spook 2 running across the rooftop in a hurry. Didn't waste a second going after him. He may be able to copy my powers but he can't copy all of them. He can't run as fast as I can but it seems he can be elusive without it though.

Jumping to the next rooftop after him I got to see his parkour skills. He was able to jump over, slide, or roll over any obstacle that got in his way with ease. Impressive, but nothing I can't do. Just as he did all of that I was right behind him getting closer. Now seeing it up close he was actually copying all of my moves almost perfectly. Watching him move was like watching me move. Thankfully our chase came to an end when he stopped at the edge of a building with the gap to the next being too big for him to jump.

(Music ends)

"Nowhere to run asshole"

"not quite but it does give me time to talk", he said taking a seat on the ledge. What's going on here?

"What's your game?"

"You, you're my game Spook", he said pointing at me. If this is some kind of Joke I might just drop him off this building when I get my hands on him.

"What the hell do you want with me?"

"I've been watching you for some time, Spook. You're a ghost, show up when trouble comes to end it just as quick as it showed. Honestly I could use a man like that. You waste your talents doing what you're doing. You could have this city at the palm of your hands if you wanted, and I could give it to you", he said, offering me basically a job. Now I'm more pissed off.

"Not happening, now get up so I can crush your windpipe"

"*sigh* I had a feeling you would say that but I thought I would still try. Don't we all try something even though we're told it won't happen?", he said standing up. He turned around taking a step onto the edge looking over his shoulder at me.

"We'll meet again, spook. Many changes are coming", he said before jumping off the ledge. Running to the ledge I looked over to see he vanished.

"Damn it!!!"

Deciding I was done tonight I started to head home. So the guy wanted to hire me? to help take over New York? Can't help but laugh at the thought. Like hell I would want to rule anything. Have a bad feeling though based on what he said there's something else at play here. Like when he said "don't we all try something even though we're told it won't happen?". The way he said that made it sound like I wasn't his main focus, just a side objective. So what's his main objective? stopping for a moment on top of a water tower I let my frustration out.

"Damn it all!! Guy copies my looks, powers, and skills then gets away! Fuck! Oh if only I could figure out where he'll...be...next. Oh god this may just be one of the worst ideas I've ever had but how else am I going to figure out what he's planning? I guess I need to make a stop. Hope this doesn't blow up in my face.....who am I kidding it most likely will"

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Peter can be seen sitting in his room reading a comic book. Suddenly he heard a knock on his window. Setting his comic book down he walked over to his window to see a sticky note. It read meet me in your garage. Opening his window he pulled off the sticky note confused and also worried. From the sound of the note someone might be in his house. Walking over to his desk he reached into the drawer grabbing a small device he made. A small hand held flash grenade. Something he had to test at a junkyard so his parents wouldn't yell at him.

Moving out of his room he held it close by his side ready to use it at a moment's notice. Moving through the halls of his home he stayed alert. moving down the stairs he peeked over the railing to see the living room empty along with the kitchen. Taking a breath to calm himself down he continued on to the garage.

slowly opening the door he flipped the switch to see it empty. Walking in confused he looked around to see no signs anyone was here. Letting out a breath he was unaware of something dropping down behind him. Turning around to go back to bed he saw the figure and in a panic threw the device but forgot to press the button arming it. The figure caught it without issue looking at it confused before holding it at his side. Peter then quickly realized the person in front of him was none other than the spook.

"I need your help"